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Chapter 652 The origin of Lin Yi?

Chapter 652 Lin Yi’s...origin?

   "My state... can no longer record time accurately..."

   "...The pilot may have already deviated from a certain route..."

   "When you see this message I left... I may have died, or maybe... fell into some kind of long sleep..."

   "Bah... Bah..."

"When you wake up, if you are alone, don't be afraid...and don't feel lonely..."

"You must be safe, because the navigator will wake you up from sleep in absolute safety..."

"The coordinates when you came have been obliterated...The navigator seems to be in infinite time. There seems to have been some change that I can't recognize..."

  "呲...呲呲呲..."

  "..."

  "We...may really find a livable planet...a world..."

  "呲...呲呲呲呲..."

      

    … 

   …

The noisy current gradually became lighter and fainter, and finally, all the sounds disappeared.

  Lin Yi was stunned for a long time.

 Because he realized that it was his voice.

  Navigator...

  "Red Star"...

  Coordinates when coming...

What does it mean?

  Interstellar travel?

  What the hell is going on?

 Before Lin Yi could turn around, the black world slowly became brighter, and his perspective appeared in a place like an operating table.

 The light shining down on him made him unable to open his eyes.

From his perspective, there was a group of people wearing white coats. One of them, he could identify just by the mean eyes between the mask and hat, was Wei Liang.

  He looked around, but he seemed to be nailed to the operating table, unable to move.

                                  somebody beside him spoke.

   "It's a big step forward..." Wei Liang's voice sounded, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad, "I'm alive... but not fully alive..."

  ...

  The world turned dark again, and before it dimmed, he tried his best to look around, trying to capture the surrounding environment as much as possible.

 Then he really saw some traces of other buildings in the almost pure white world.

 Because the light was too bright, his field of vision showed an overexposed white state. However, after removing these light and shadows, he found that everything around him was so familiar...

 The light source seemed to be the huge chandelier in the lobby of the art building. The textures on the surrounding walls could also match the picture of the lobby of the art building. Even...not far away from him, there was the world tree that was born toward death.

 It's just that in his quick glance, it was the shape of the World Tree, which seemed different from what he saw.

 The people around him were all wearing white coats. Although everyone's figure was very recognizable, he didn't recognize them at all, except for one of them-the little girl.

 When "he" wakes up, the little girl is one of the people around him!

  It can be seen that, except for Wei Liang, all of these people are - "the original apostles"!

 The world dimmed, leaving only the sound of wind and waves.



 "Don't worry, there's still hope! Don't worry!" The voice that sounded this time was Wei Liang's voice.

"I said...it's too late now! Don't fucking save me...just now...I think I have seen the "root"..."

  "You all haven't seen it...but I have seen it...maybe, not even the Supreme has seen it, only I have seen it..."

  "I have seen the truth of the "root"...With our current strength, we are still unable...to fight it...we still need to Time development... takes... a long, long time..."

 "We don't have time, but... you have... Only you, only you can transcend time..."

 ""Holy Sun"..." Wei Liang's voice sounded, but was immediately interrupted by this voice, "... "0"... I also thought of a solution to your experiment... After I die, I will integrate my origin..."

 “You won’t die yet… No one can completely kill the “original”, including…! "A little girl's voice sounded as clear as a silver bell, full of anger and unwillingness.

 But "Holy Sun" still interrupted: "No need to persuade! My situation is far more complicated than you think... I have been burned by the "root", but I can use this power to ignite myself at the last moment, steal a ray of the power of the "root", and integrate it into my origin..."

    "However, I will also die - I will definitely die completely because of this, because only in this way can we truly hide the truth..."

   "I want to "deceive the sky"! "

  "Not only must we avoid the burning of the "source", but we must also deceive heaven - deceive that "angel"! "

"I will use my extinction to completely cut off the perception of the power of "root" and "angel" that penetrates the dimension..."

"The Supremes have escaped, but they will come back sooner or later..."

"They are companions...I believe in them from beginning to end...but after going to sea, coupled with the supreme paranoia and madness...in the future They may not still be companions..."

  "Taking everything into account, we still have a chance to eradicate the "root" threat to this world..."

   "Do you understand, Liangshen?! You are the smartest person here, I don't believe it, you don't understand even when I say it... You should know my plan, everything about me..."

"I... understand..." Wei Liang's helpless and low voice sounded slowly, accompanied by a long sigh, "When the time is right... I will gather everyone again... to go to sea..."

"Hehehe... On behalf of the world, thank you. ..."

   "The rest... I'll leave it to you..."

   "Thank you for the hard work... I know better than anyone else that it is more difficult than death for you to just say a few words and then pass away, shouldering the lives of all mankind on your shoulders to live..."


"The black sun will fall, but the withered ashes will once again protect the world..."

"Go forward...go forward..."

"Even...those who chase the light in mist...will eventually become phantoms..."

 …

 After the voice of "Holy Sun", there is a long silence.

 I don’t know how much time passed, but the sound of waves washing against the beach rang out in the gray world.

         

   The sea breeze came one after another, and icy fog and wind floated in the cold world.

  Finally, a voice appeared in Lin Yi's heart.

  "Finally... finally we have reached this point..."

  "This is the answer you want to know...Old Lin..."

  This is Tian Bufan's voice.

 The gray world spread out like a curtain, revealing a coastline. There was a sword-like peak on the coastline. On top of the peak was the towering black castle "Black Moon Outpost".

 "The answer may be incomplete...but I will explain the rest to you clearly..."

  "Let's go...go back...it's time to go back..."

  Before the words fell, and before Lin Yi could react, the gray mist filled the air again, giving Lin Yi no chance to stay in this picture...

  ...

Just after leaving for a minute, Mao Feiyan, who was crouching on the ground with a splitting headache, felt that the intense pain dissipated a lot.

 Then, as if he understood something, he immediately looked towards the place where the vortex disappeared.

As expected, the Bird's Nest Lamp and the "Star Dream Crystal" began to tremble again. One began to sprinkle stardust, the other began to evaporate mist, and began to reorganize the vortex immediately, as if it was completely connected to the previous scene...

Soon, countless pieces of paper flew out of it, flying all over the sky like a storm, and Lin Yi's will body was ejected from it like rubber.

Immediately afterwards, the whirlpool disappeared, and countless pieces of flying paper were stacked together as if ten thousand swords were returning to their clan, restoring Lin Yi's not-so-large notebook on the table made of old tree roots.

  Today's notebook is a full third less thick than the original one... That part of the thickness was all lost in this operation.

 As soon as he came back, Lin Yi's will body touched the "Star Dream Crystal", and then, his and Tian Bufan's will body appeared in the "Principal's Office" in the form of a magic lantern elf.

  "Back!!" Lin Yi breathed a long sigh of relief. The stay in the gray world just now gave him an extremely long feeling, as if he was locked in time and drifted for an unknown time scale.

Immediately afterwards, before he could carefully recall the conversations in the gray world, the memories he had experienced in "Return to the Ruins" rushed into his mind like a delayed train.

 The two memories kept overlapping, as if he had eaten a large number of compressed memory files in a short period of time, and then the file began to decompress, causing Lin Yi's brain to be a little down.

 After a while, Lin Yi first realized what happened in "Return to the Ruins", then took a deep breath and said with emotion: "Originally, I felt quite defeated, but after hearing what you said, although we could not directly bring back the principal, at least we have retained hope, and it is not nothing."

Tian Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that Lin Yi was reacting to his memory. Just as he was about to speak, Mao Feiyang asked: "How is it? I mean... the matter of the Gray Mist Sea, and other things, we can talk about it after Old Lin calms down."

Tian Bufan nodded slightly and said to the point: "Over there at the Sea of Gray Mist... the principal's affairs are indeed okay overall. I didn't make any big mistakes."

  Lin Yi twitched the corner of his mouth. What do you mean he didn't make any big mistakes? I clearly feel that he did it perfectly...

"Where's the principal?" Mao Feiyang asked.

  "He can't come back for the time being." Tian Bufan said, "The "Mist Whisperer" manipulated the black mist to pollute him and left him in the sea of ​​gray mist. "

“But what is certain is that the “Original Ash Apostle” we encountered on the night of the 6th was the principal who returned after infiltrating time, but at that time, we had no way to deconstruct him. "

 Lin Yi asked: "Can I penetrate myself through the "dream boundary"? "

Tian Bufan glanced at him and said calmly: "It is easy to get lost in dream building, and self-infiltration is the hardest hit area of ​​loss... Throughout the ages, countless people have tried to reverse the future by learning to build dreams... But it is no surprise that they have all been lost in the long river of time, including..."

 Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, and tentatively added: "Including...'us'?"

Tian Bufan narrowed his eyes: "We...we were indeed lost. Fusheng Wei Liang Tianzun helped us get rid of the curse of "time" through his method, but...the traces of our existence still remain over there, and were observed by a small number of existences in the security level that are infinitely close to the "Black Moon Apostle" level, through the blessing of kerosene lamps. "

   ""Time is a curse." ”

 “Do you remember this sentence?”

 Lin Yi was shocked: “What the security guard said to me!”

 “There are also differences between security guards. Li, that security guard... He had been contaminated by "time", and he knew more about you, no, some of the attempts you had made in the future... Therefore, he regarded you at that time as "you" traveling back and forth to the "dream boundary" again, trying to prevent your penetration. "

"No wonder...no wonder that security guard has always noticed me from the first day..." Lin Yi's heart kept stirring, "But...how did you know? How did you know about the failed attempts we will make in the future...things that haven't happened yet?"

Tian Bufan shook his head helplessly: "The pollution of time... permeates all dimensions. We use amnesia to block the pollution of "time" on you, so that you can perform this action with a brand-new attitude, and we... As time deepens, we are constantly being baptized by "time" again. "

   "Seven days is not the limit of the campus, but the limit of our ability to withstand the pollution of "time". "

Listening to Tian Bufan's words, Lin Yi felt as if there were countless bugs slowly crawling and squirming on his cerebral cortex. It was so itchy that he wanted to lift his scalp and rub it.

 Those flashback scenes are more like some kind of pseudo-concrete manifestation of the pollution of "time", and the blurry texture is the protection of "amnesia" for him.

    “Don’t think too much.” Tian Bufan said, “The more you recall, the less the impact of amnesia will be, and it will be extremely detrimental to our actions.”

   (End of this chapter)